Oh, my family...
This morning I woke up early to take Michael to work. So I did. As soon as I got home and crawled back into bed, Michael called from his job and said he needed a ride home; they didn't need him today. So, I went and got him. When I got back, my mom was here. I crawled back into bed again. As I was drifting off, there was a knock on my door. "Come in!" My mom... she wanted to get away from Michael so she came into my room. She stayed for about half an hour just talking with me and preventing me from sleeping while I was lying in bed with my eyes closed and all the lights off. Finally, around 12:30, she left. I asked her to wake me up at 2. She woke mw up at 3 by opening my door that leads to the family room and blasting the Beatles. Thanks, Mom, no better way to start your day than PISSED OFF! Work is starting to look REALLY appealing...